She looked them over carefully, but they didn’t stir any memories. She fingered a wooden hairbrush. There were a few strands of long blonde hair, ju...t like hers, wound through the bristles. A small purse contained some money, she guessed about twenty dollars, although she didn’t count it. Finally, she came to the books. ‘This is where I found the name ‘Sarah’,’ Brian said quietly. He had been watching her reactions closely. ‘Do any of the items seem familiar to you?’ ‘No,’ she whispered. ‘I. Bringing back a small tube I asked what it was he said it was lubricant and would make it slide easier.Then the bent me over the table and said to rest on my elbows and push my ass out. I leaned over and spread my legs apart so he could slip his cock between my thighs. The feeling of his slippery cock rubbing against my balls felt so good. Holding it in his hand he slid it back and forth. Then he pulled it out and slid it up over my tight virgin asshole. It felt so good and my cock was as hard. I bid goodbye to all my family and friends and put my packed bag in the car. My mom came to me and asked me“Son. Do you want to take any servant with you back home for help?”Without any hesitation I said “MEERA”. Almost loud enough for others to hearMy mom gave me a sly look.“MOM…She is young and easier to talk to. Uncle ji is old.”My mother gave me a convincing nod and called Meera.Meera sat at the back and I drove the car. After my family was out of sight I invited her to sit in the front. As she squeezed the hardening buds between her slippery fingers, I watched her eyes close and her head roll back letting her blonde curls fall casually down her naked back. As if hearing my thoughts, Ramya opened her sparkling eyes and looked straight at me moistening her lips seductively with the tip of her tongue. Not a word was spoken but the message was very clear. I, scarcely daring to breathe, softly padded the few short steps to the bed. Had I read the situation correctly? Did this.